The kings we dream of ‘aren’t the kings we meet ‘ for the kings we seek are make belief ‘the ones who are who are  knights , brave and selfless’

For the ones we meet  are cold and harden ‘ disguised with crowns ‘ and castles ‘ locked with no remorse’  

they would battle to see you wrecked ‘ claiming your soul ‘ in shreds your ruined . yet you dance’ to an empty audience’ longing for a king 💕